| A. a. |
234. toucher one.
26. May have been a burden. |
| b. |
Ballad of Gilbert, Earl of Errol, and Lady Catherine Carnegie.
. . .
| 13 |
Up spake Lord Carnegie,
'O Kate, what do you think?
We'll beguile the Earl of Errol,
As long as he's in drink.' |
| 14 |
'O what need you beguile him?
Or what would you do than?
For I can easy vow and testify
Lord Errol's not a man. |
| 12 |
'You need not wash my petticoat
And hang it at the door;
For it's baith side and wide enough,
And hangs even down before. |
| 11 |
'You need not wash my apron
And hang it on a pin;
For I 'm as leil a maiden
As first when I went in.' |
| 15 |
Down came the Earl of Errol,
As swift as any roe:
'Come harness me my Irish coach,
To Edinburgh I go.' |
| 16 |
And when he earner to Edinburgh,
A ganging through the green,
Full four-and-twenty maidens
A' dancing there were seen.
|
| 17 |
And there were fifteen maidens
All dancing in a row,
And the fairest and the fattest
To prove that she must go. |
| 18 |
He's taen his Peggy by the hand,
And led her through the green,
And twenty times he's kissed her,
Before his lady's een. |
| 19 |
He's taen his Peggy by the hand,
And led her through the hall,
And twenty times he's kissed her,
Before the nobles all. |
| |
He's taen his Peggy by the hand,
And led her to a room,
And gave her a cup of claret wine,
And syne a bed of down. |
| 201,2 |
'Stand up, stand up, my Peggy,
Stand up, and think na shame,
Na hide your face within your hand,
On me be all the blame. |
203,4 |
'For you shall have a thousand pounds
As soon as it is won,
And you shall have ten thousand pounds
If you bear to me a son.' |
| 21 |
He kept his Peggy in a room
Full nine months and a day,
And at the very nine months' end
She bore a son so gay. |
| |
As they were all at dinner sat,
And merrily went the can,
Up spake the noble Earl of Perth,
'Kate, what ails you at your man?' |
| |
'Oh, all the lands and earldom
Are now to ruin gone,
For I can easy vow and testify
He'll never get a son.' |
| 241-4 |
'Ye lie, ye lie, you filthy jade,
So loud I hear you lie!
For there sits Lord Errol's son,
Upon his mither's knee.' |
| 22 |
'As you are Kate Carnegie
And I Sir Gilbert Hay,
I'll gar your father sell his land
Your tocher for to pay.' |
| 23 |
To gar my father sell his land
I'm sure would be a sin,
For to tocher any John Sheephead
Who could neer a tocher win.' |
| 251-4 |
'You may take hame your daughter Kate,
And set her in a glen,
For Lord Errol cannot please her,
Nor none of Errol's men. |
| |
'You may provide a knife and fork,
A trencher and a spoon,
A little boy to call her,
Come to your dinner, dame;
A little boy to call her
Till seven years are done.' |
|
| B. |
Written in long lines, without division into
stanzas; carelessly and in a bad hand, like
other transcripts by Skene. The frequent
gaps (of which only one is indicated, 54)
make the division here adopted doubtful in
some cases.
The burden is given at the end only, and is
badly corrupted. 1. the Darton all. 3.
Pearting?
74. hir all. Corrupted? hir, or him, at?
101. tour end: see 241,2.
153, 163. Earl.
202. gay ladies.
234. Corrupted? some malediction on the lady?
272. gaire is, I suppose, gear. |
| D. b. |
Burden. 1. The wally o 't, the wally o 't.
3. the ranting o 't. 4. Our lady lies alane.
13. at it.
31. It's I.
41. As sure as you're Jean.
42. And I am.
43. I'll cause.
51. To cause.
52. I think would be.
53. give to such a rogue as you.
54. Who never could it win.
61. So he must go.
62. Amang the nobles a'.
63. And there before good witnesses.
72. was called Miss Anne.
93. she says wanting.
| 8-12 |
A servant girl there was found out,
On whom to show his skill;
He gave to her a hundred pounds,
To purchase her good-will. |
| |
And still he cried, Look up, Peggy,
Look up, and think no shame,
And you shall have your hundred pounds
Before I lay you down. |
| |
Now he has lain him down wi her,
A hundred pounds in pawn,
And all the noblemen cried out
That Errol is a man. |
| |
'Tak hame your daughter,' Errol said,
'And tak her to a glen,
For Errol canna pleasure her,
Nor can no other man.' |
|
| c. |
Burden. 1. And the. 3. And the thing we.
4. Is, Errol's na a man.
11, 21. O Errol is.
12. Into the simmer time.
13. The apples they grow.
14. And the pears they grow green.
34. bore the.
41. Tho your name be Dame Cathrine Carnegie.
42. mine Sir Gilbert.
43. sell Kinnaird.
44. tocher gude to.
51. If ye gar my father sell Kinnaird.
52. 'T will be a crying.
53,4. To tocher onie weary dwrf, That canna
tocher win.
61. The lady is.
62. A' for.
64. His ainsell.
71. O up bespak.
72. Lady Ann.
73. she says wanting.
After 7, two stanzas which are clearly a spurious
interpolation.
81. Errol has got (But wanting).
83. has chosen a weel-faurd may.
84. Come. After 8 (= 10):
| |
'Look up, look up, my weel-faurd may,
Look up, and think na shame;
I'll gie to thee five hundred merk
To bear to me a son.' |
91. He's tane the lassie by the han.
93. there wanting.
94. Afore.
After 9:
| |
"When they war laid in the proof-bed,
And a' the lords looking on,
Then a' the fifteen vowd and swore
That Errol was a man. |
111. But they hae keepit this lassie.
113. And at the end o nine lang months.
114. A son to him she bare.
After 11:
| |
And there was three thairbut, thairbut,
And there was three thairben,
And three looking oure the window hie,
Crying, Errol's provd a man! |
| |
And whan the word gaed thro the toun,
The sentry gied a cry,
'O fair befa you, Errol, now!
For ye hae won the day.' |
| |
'O I'll tak off my robes o silk,
And fling them oure the wa,
And I'll gae maiden hame again,
Awa, Errol, awa!' |
121. Sir Carnegie.
122. till the glen.
123,he wanting.
124. nane o Errol's.
(12 is found in KinlocKs Manuscripts, VII, 95,
with Sir Carnegie beginning the line.)
After 12:
| |
And ilka day her plate was laid,
But an a siller spune,
And three times cried oure Errol's yett,
'Lady Errol, come and dine.' |
Kinloch gives the following as a variant. It
is found in Kinloch' s Manuscripts, VII, 95:
| |
Seven years the trencher sat,
And seven years the spune;
Seven years the servant cried,
'Lady Errol, come and dine.' |
Burden, at the end. 3. ye ca.
4. Lady Errol lies her leen. |
| E. |
Sharpe made these changes in his Ballad Book:
34. the toss.
42. He's led her oer the green.
43. he kist.
71. Your name is.
72. And I 'm.
123. shall not. |
| F. |
11, 21, 61. Oh.\ |
